Monday morning, got my work on My tells me that my money is gone Got a honey depending on me To take her to town at the end of the We'll find a parking spot so we can As soon as I get my Friday
We'll get a chilly cheese dog at the bowling I'm a-working on that perfect game Maybe catch a movie when my arm numb Wrap it her when the good part comes
I may like an old redneck But I'm a high with a Friday paycheck
Everybody knows I like to have a good I just gotta stay that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave to my young ones I wind up dead
You never know what life will throw at you I'm counting down the days till my Friday
Wish I tell the foreman when I'm under the gun this job and shove it son I keep it to myself 'cause I get paid And dance my baby at the end of the day
I'm a-yelling at the band they're doing sound check Why don't you give me some with my p-p-paycheck?
Everybody knows I like to a good time I gotta stay above that poverty line Food on the table, roof over Leave to my young ones When I up dead
You know what life will throw at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
Five, four, three, two, one
You never know what will throw at you next I'm counting down the days my Friday paycheck
I gotta get my on that Friday paycheck
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Ooh, gotta get that paycheck I've been waiting on whistle Waiting on the all day long paycheck, Friday paycheck
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